“In answer to your advertisement?”
“No, she had never seen it.”
Jack took another critical look through the window. “She doesn’t give the impression of being overweighted with intelligence. And she’s certainly not beautiful. Has her color run in the wash, or was she always of that gentle hue? But appearances must be deceitful; she’s a paragon of cleverness, if she fills the bill for you. I suppose she is a wonderful cook?”
Barbara shook her head.
“Neat?”
“She doesn’t look so.”
“Well, willing?”
“I haven’t discovered yet.”
“Honest, anyway?”
“I don’t know anything about her morals.”